Recap: Having clearly prepped many of his bars (as well as his wardrobe) around his opponent’s well-noted gang membership, Nu Jerzey Twork’s strategy of going extra personal with Rum Nitty not only includes fire bars, but a literal slam dunk on Rum by Shotgun Suge (which Nitty returned with a dope rebuttal that’d make Spud Webb wink), Blood flag-waving and mentions of Rum’s family that in a rare moment, got Nitty to completely lose his cool and leave the stage. That sudden ‘intermission’ would come after a classic 2nd round from Rum, an extraordinary, performance-rich fete a fete that contained a host of sterling gun bars, sizzling (“Y’all said he was gonna beat me to death?, you’re right [makes like he’s firing a gun]…he died first!”; “Gun butt, it crack inside the hood…Reaganomics!”) punchlines, the aforementioned rebuttal and eccentric performance lines/wordplay. Still, Twork wasn’t just about personals here in what altogether was a spitfire battle even with all the tension in the air and the near fisticuffs. Withstanding a shitload of searing heat from his opponent in both the 1st and 3rd rounds (less so in the 3rd, as Rum’s turn while still pretty solid, was still his least potent) as well as the aforementioned 2nd, Twork’s pen game proved to not only be reliable, but multifaceted and stellar, whether it was via gritty wordplay, bodacious name flips, flexing (“K-clip, press down on a half-moon…’Do Not Disturb!'”) gun lines or fly (“I slide on an opportunity [tune Nitty], yeah Steams said that too and I shouldn’t be tossing his shit, I already left shells in one Cake, don’t get lost in the mix!”) angles/set-ups that were steered by a righteous flow/performance that stayed on-point and consistent throughout the battle. Or in other words…Jersey.
Verdict: Nu Jerzey Twork (W) 2-1
Favorite line: Nu Jerzey Twork – “Old sniper rifle, fresh out the repair shop…fuck Rum, this shit Vodka, I got a clear shot!”
